The Dr. Seuss of Pot.
That’s what the reviewers are calling this little piece of fiction for kids.
It’s a book about marijuana and it’s called It’s Just a Plant. It’s also written and illustrated by Ricardo Cortes, the same man who illustrated Go The Fuck To Sleep.
Remember that little gem?
This one is a little different – it’s the story of a girl, Jackie, who wakes up one night and “smells something funny in the air,” only to discover her parents smoking pot in the living room.
What happens next is a educational adventure where Jackie and her parents talk to a doctor, a farmer and a police officer and learn about marijuana.
Here are a few snippets of the book:
The reviews of the book? Well, they’re mixed. Some have called it ‘an outrage’, other have labelled it ‘a glimpse of what enlightened drug education could be.’ This from The Guardian:
Many politicians and columnists have criticised Cortés’s sympathetic look at cannabis, claiming that he was encouraging children down an evil road of drug abuse. But perhaps it will have the opposite effect. Although you may agree with much of Cortés’s message, anything so self-consciously liberal is usually more than a little cringey. If there’s one thing that might put children off drugs it’s reading about these groovy parents taking them.
Hmmm….
Top Comments
I think most of the problems in the west associated with pot are due to it's illegal status. Paranoia and other psycho-social ill effects are not known a problem in places where pot is legal. By making pot illegal, it encourages it's indoor cultivation, hence it's ever-increasing potency and as a direct result the guilt and psycho-social issues.
Those that have travelled widely will agree.
I grew up in the sixties in a mining town that flowed with Marijuana; like everyone else I grew it in pot plants in the back yard. Everyone drank stubbies and passed the joint around.
I don’t know anyone that I grew up with in that mining town that developed a drug problem...some of them developed problems with alcohol; alcohol abuse is endemic in small mining towns in the country.
I think that most people who grew up in the sixties would have smoked a joint or two.